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We hope we see you again soon, till then here’s a SF quote to ponder on.
A number of years ago, when I was a freshly-appointed instructor, I met, for the first time, a certain eminent historian of science. At the time I could only regard him with tolerant condescension.
I was sorry of the man who, it seemed to me, was forced to hover about the edges of science. He was compelled to shiver endlessly in the outskirts, getting only feeble warmth from the distant sun of science- in-progress; while I, just beginning my research, was bathed in the heady liquid heat up at the very center of the glow.
In a lifetime of being wrong at many a point, I was never more wrong. It was I, not he, who was wandering in the periphery. It was he, not I, who lived in the blaze.
I had fallen victim to the fallacy of the 'growing edge;' the belief that only the very frontier of scientific advance counted; that everything that had been left behind by that advance was faded and dead.
But is that true? Because a tree in spring buds and comes greenly into leaf, are those leaves therefore the tree? If the newborn twigs and their leaves were all that existed, they would form a vague halo of green suspended in mid-air, but surely that is not the tree. The leaves, by themselves, are no more than trivial fluttering decoration. It is the trunk and limbs that give the tree its grandeur and the leaves themselves their meaning.
There is not a discovery in science, however revolutionary, however sparkling with insight, that does not arise out of what went before. 'If I have seen further than other men,' said Isaac Newton, 'it is because I have stood on the shoulders of giants.
~Isaac Asimov
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We’ love to have you along but sadly even the Galaxy’s Greatest Book Club takes money to run.
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starting in 2026 π The Science Fiction Book Club, the Galaxy’s Greatest Book Club, will now be reading a handful of the best SF SelfPub novels each year.
If anyone imagines only the very best SF novels written appear in book shops they’re sadly misinformed. An endless number of amazing SF novels have been written over the years but got tragically overlooked by the publishing industry for a variety of reasons including the taste, personal politics, as well as good old-fashioned economics, of each and every publishing professional. Sadly Science Fiction is still the unloved left-handed ginger haemophiliac stepchild of literature.
But over the last 10-15 years almost all of the creative energy in SF has slowly shifted from the gatekeepers of TradPub to wild-west of SelfPub, leaving bookshops flooded with the current endemic Romantasy slop we see today.
That’s sad for book shops and a lot of readers, but not for us.